A hurricane's coming in. It needs to be stopped; Tower No. 4 has the drones to do it. But the tower's down. The city's a mess. And the only contractor with the electro-free running spark to bring No. 4 back online is... he's dealing with a lot, okay? Big spiritual questions... the nature of the... He had a breakup. His friend fell off a roof. Now, the storm might take his ex. She's directly in its path and sleeps heavily on cardio days.
Facing our hero, a nine-hundred-foot climb: no stairs, no elevators. Also, the tower kinda, sorta may want to kill anyone who goes inside. Should he manage to live, the contractor will journey through a story of metaphysics and DC currents, of lightning and quantum physics, of bubblegum pops and oddly specific muscle groups.
Can he make it? Can anyone? Well, buckle up, because our genre? It's cyberpunk. And this novella. Has. No. Brakes.
